There’s a documentary film I’m going to watch on TV tonight. It’s called Blackfish, and it discusses the story surrounding an orca kept in a SeaWorld theme park that gained notoriety from his involvement in the deaths of three individuals. It’s showing tonight at 9pm (GMT) on BBC4 in the UK, or you can watch the trailer here and download the rest of the film from various sources.
As dolphin encounters are an item that often features highly on “bucket lists” and “things to do before you…” lists, I think its quite important for participants to be fully informed and aware of the wider impacts of their choices. I’d love to hear your thoughts about the film and the issues it raises, or whether you’ve visited a SeaWorld theme park or had an encounter with cetaceans in a captive environment. Don’t miss it!
The theme for this week’s Photo Challenge is layers, which made me think of the shore at Hellnar, near the tip of the Snaefellsnes peninsula in Iceland. The black basalt rocks are washed by the surf rolling in from the North Atlantic, exposing the layers created by many subsequent flows of lava from the Snaefell volcano. Constant pounding by the sea smooths the sharp edges, leaving ribbony waves of rock.
The cliffs and natural arch of Valasnös, at the eastern end of the bay, look particularly gnarled and twisted, with sharp shards and layers that catch the light and reflections from the water. Higher up, mosses and sea pinks take hold in tiny nooks and kittiwakes nest on narrow ledges. Out in the green water of the bay, sleek seals watch you watching them with their deep dark eyes.
This week’s Travel Theme suggested by Ailsa at Where’s My Backpack? is connections.
My photo is a rather literal interpretation, showing the connections of the styrbord vente (starboard shrouds) on Drakan Harald Hårfagre, part of the standard rigging that holds the mast in position. Reconstructions and replica ships like Drakan allow experimental archeologists the opportunity to rediscover the skills and knowledge of ancient seafarers and navigators, make predictions and test theories. They strengthen our connection to the past.
I’m cheating a little with this week’s Photo Challenge theme. Instead of showing something that is a habit, this picture is showing something I’m about to make a habit.
In 20 weeks time, I’m going to be lining up at the start of the 2014 London Marathon. I received notification at the end of last week that I have a charity place running for Whizz-Kids, an organisation that provides wheelchairs and mobility vehicles for children, and campaigns on their behalf to provide access to facilities.
I’ve been going to a military-style bootcamp fitness session twice a week for a month or so, and have just started running three times a week. I’ll build up my distances over the next few months, and try out other types of training too. Now to make sure it becomes a habit that sticks.
A number of the blogs I follow participate in the weekly Travel Theme challenge from Where’s My Backpack, and I’ve been inspired to follow their lead for NaBloPoMo. The theme for this week is delicate, which is perfect for a picture I took on a gardening job last Friday.
This week’s Photo Challenge theme was eerie. And I knew exactly what I wanted to show in my picture, one of the knotted old “Granny” pines on the edge of Rushmere Country Park, just a short walk from my flat.
However, I think the eerieness of the subject depends very much on the conditions. The park sits in a frost pocket, and temperatures are always a few degrees colder there. Cold mist builds up in the valley between dusk and dawn, making a perfect eerie backdrop to the knurled trees sitting on the side of the hill.
But the weather hasn’t been favourable this week. It’s been far too bright and sunny to feel spooky and too warm at night to create swirling icy-cold mist, so the tree just looks a tiny bit creepy rather than eerie.
Whilst writing yesterday’s post about my memories of Halloween as a child, I learned about another spooky date in the calender. El Dia de los Muertos, or the Day of the Dead in English, is a two day festival that takes place on 1st and 2nd November each year in countries around the world, especially throughout Latin America. Whilst superficially the two festivals may appear similar, with the array of skulls and skeletons in their imagery, the Day of the Dead has a rich history of its own. Continue reading →
Thursday night was Halloween, and all things ghoulish and ghostly were out prowling the street for sweets and treats. Witches and black cats; teeny pumpkin twins; zombies; a Twilight vampire, heavy on the body glitter; Bob the Builder; the Pope, and his friend, a giant strawberry. Continue reading →
I’ve been writing my blog for a just over year or so now, but I only discovered NaBloPoMo at 6.45pm this evening. NaBloPoMo, or rather National* Blog Posting Month, is the deceptively simple challenge of making one post every day for the month of November. More information can be found here.
Sounds easy, doesn’t it? At 10.30pm, after a glass of wine or two, it even sounds a bit like fun. The theory goes that if you do something often enough, it becomes a habit, and by practicing a skill regularly, you get better at it and it becomes much easier. That’s what I hope I’ll gain from participating in this challenge.
As a reader, however, you might just get a load of nonsense and waffling this month (and photographs: A picture is worth a thousand words as I recall a teacher saying. Although I don’t believe the marks I received for an essay on Macbeth reflected that assertation). But then, you might just be surprised, as the greater the volume of posts I can produce, the greater the chance that some of them are any good.
The countdown begins now!
*Why the challenge is “national” when it is open to global citizens in the borderless world of the internet, is clearly a question from which I might be able to spin out a post or two of musings in moments of mindfuzz towards the end of the month.